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I ■■■! I .III
GEOOMBBIDGE & S03S, PATEBNOSIEE BOW,
It is a fine evening in autumn, and little
Katey is standing at her father's door, near
the quay, at Douglas, Isle of Man. The
steam packet is just going to sail for Eng-
land, and a great many people are hurrying
by to go on board. Porters are carrying
heavy boxes, and hampers, and trunks, and
sacks to the custom house, near the end of
the quay, that the custom house officers may
look in to see that no passenger is taking
anything away with him that he ought not.
And in the midst of all this bustle Katey is
looking on. She can see the red chimney of
the steam packet in the distance, and she is
just wishing that she was going to England
too, for she has never been off the quiet little
island ; and she thinks that great big Eng-
land, with its large towns and many people,
6 katet's voyage.
must be a wonderful place. She would at
least try to get on board for a little while be-
fore the vessel sailed.
So little Katey, not considering what a
wrong thing she is going to do, runs into the
house for her every-day bonnet, which she
knows she shall find hung on a peg of the
hat stand. But first she peeps into the par-
lour, where her mama is nursing the baby to
sleep, and her papa reading ; both of them
believing that Katey is with Ann, the maid,
in the kitchen, helping to wipe apples, to
keep through the winter : !h*Hndeed, if Ann
lffcd been a thoughtful goodsfcfijant, what
we T^e about to relate would nevernaT&^£p»
pene\ But Ann chose to slip out to a friend
in the yard, leaving Katey to wipe the apples
by herself; and then it was that Ihe little
girl, growing tired of her employmem^ walked
unobserved upstairs, and opening 4 the street
door, stood gazing on the p^ers-by v fcs-we—
Katey 5 s papa and mama did not perceive
her curly head peeping in at the parlour
door. So she put on her bonnet and ran
out, tying the strings as well as she could as
she hurried along the quay with the crowd.
katey's voyage. 7
No one noticed her ; for how could they sup-
pose that such a little girl could, be going,
all alone, into a large steam packet full of
passengers, and fish, and cattle, and rough
sailors ! '
Katey on board the packet ! "What a bus-
tle there is' on Douglas quay ! How the
passengers and porters bustle and push each
other as they haste to the riarrow gangway
of the steamer and down the stairs to the
deck! A policeman tries to keep them in
order, while they pass him, one by one, from
the shore ; but he has hard work of it, for
there are many going, and the evening is so
very fine that every one is full of spirits.
Our friend Katey slipt quietly on board
the packet behind a decent countrywoman ;
and as the little girl was dressed in her
checked pinafore, printed frock, and common
bonnet, every one took her to be the coun-
trywoman's child. And when she was once
on board, she kept so still, looking about her,
and everybody else was so busy, that no onj
took any notice of her whatever.
' But was she not afraid ?' asks a littla
reader. No, my dear, not yet. The scene
katey' s voyage.
was so strange and new, that she felt nothing
but astonishment for many minutes. She-
had got close by the luggage, where it-
was being piled on a heap near the boiler,
and was watching the sailors in the other-
part of the vessel, called the steerage. They*
tvere as busy as so many bees, — clearing the.
deck, rolling the great barrels of fish into
their proper places, mopping up the wet and
dirt, coiling th^ ropes out of the way of the*
passengers, and placing benches for them to
sit upon. After a while the countrywoman
went and sat upon one of these with some
other women and a man>land Katey was
going to sit down too, for sKe was tired or
standing, when she happened to catch sight of
two very pretty little calves in a stall under the
gangway. They looked very much frightened,
and Katey pitied them exceedingly. So she
ran to them, and began stroking and talking'
to them ; and so busily was she thus occu-
pied, that she never noticed the ringing of
the bell that summoned ashore all the people
who did not intend sailing to England, but
had only come on board the steam packet to
bid farewell to their friends. ^Ring, ring,
ring, ting, ring, ting, went the bell, louder
KATEY S VOYAOE.
and louder, and still Katey took no notice ot
"it, her whole attention being given to sooth-
ing the patient little calves, and patting their
pretty red heads. The vessel was cleared,
the bell ceased to ring, the engine began to
make the paddles spin round and round, the
pier with its crowded edge passed rapidly by,
and little Katey was on the open sea, sail-
ing away with a fair breeze to England.
AVhat will you do now, little Katey ? and
your poor father and mother, Katey, what
are they doing? They missed their little
daughter a quarter of an hour ago, and after
making vain inquiries of the servant Ann,
can only learn that she last saw her young
mistress in the kitchen, busy with tbe
rosy apples. They search every corner of
frhe house. Then the anxious father turns
his hopes in another direction, and sending
the servant one way, himself goes another, to
ask all the neighbours whether they have
seen little Katey. They return seriously
10 katet's voyage;
alarmed, for no one has seen her ; and the
heart-sick mother searches the house once*
more, — and this time in the most unlikely
places,— with a despairing hope of finding
her darling— stout 'little" girl as she is — fast
asleep in some drawer or box! Vain hope!
poor mother's heart ! It'ls now quite dark,
and early people, are going to bed y When
a neighbour steps in to say, with eiger,
half-frighted face, that John Quail, a /poor
half-witted boy, saw Miss Katey ruining
along the quay in her bonnet and- pinafore.
If John Quail had not been a poor half-wit-
ted fellow, he would also have told that it
was just before the steam packet sailed, and
then the sorrowful parents would have! had a
clue to the whereabouts of their missing lit-
tle one. But .as he omits to say thit, and
they enquire in vain of the old sailojs still
idling about the quay, a dreadful fear seizes
upon them ; they scarcely dare to whisper it
to themselves, — can their dear child pave
fallen over the quay into the dark green
waters below ?
KATEl's VOYAGE. 11
The vessel rode on ; the waves foamed and
moon came from behind a cloud, and one of
her beams dm ltd bciitaih t he gan g way - o f*
■wan^eji^ta»4 fell on the brow and curling
tresses of a sleeping child.
' I say, Jem, saw you ever the like ?'
Jem, the sailor, came round the gangway
stairs at this rough summons from his mate,
who was standing looking at the stall where
the citlves were confined.
' AVhat is it ?' enquired Jem.
' WJay, ilon'fc you see that little curly head
in the corner with the calves ?'
Jem looked closer, and there indeed, re-
vealed by the moonlight, lay the weary, sor-
rowful form of our poor little Katey. Her
bonnet had firlien off, and she was in a sound
slumber. She had wept herse'lf to sleep.
Katey had not understood her real position
until, having patted the calves to her heart's
content, she was roused by the quietness
succeeding to the bustle that had failed to
12 katey's voyage.
attract her attention. Running then to the
side of the steam packet, — for the sea was
calm, and the vessel rode smoothly as jet,
and people could walk steadily on the decfc r
— she observed with dismay that the quay,
and the town, and her own dear home, aid
the very shores of her native island w£re
almost out of sight.
Her first impulse was to scream aloud;
hut Katey was a shy child, and when/ she
looked around, and saw the numher of stijinge
faces on board, she dared not scream. So
she hurried back to the calves, who appeared
to be her only friends, and after looking at
them awhile with eyes dim with tearfc, she
crept quietly into the stall, and hid herself in
its darkest corner, where the little lost child
cried until she could cry no longer, as she
thought of her dear papa and mama, and her
sweet little baby -brother, whom she thought
she should never see again ,^*Noto she knew
what a foolish child she had been, and wjould
have given all the world to be in her own
suug little bed, with her kind mama beading
over her pillow to bestow the good-aight
kiss. In the midst of her sad thought^ and
trouble she fell asleep; and after dreiming
eatey's yoya&e. 13
that she was drowning in Douglas bay, and
that she saw her papa and mama stretching
out their arms in vain to save her, she slept
until discovered by the two sailors, as we
have alreadv seen.
A FRIEND IN" NEED.
Deae me !' exclaimed the captain, when
Jem and his friend, having awakened Katey,
presented her before him, and told him how
they had found her, and that she was quite
alone, — ' dear me ! what ? come on board by
yourself! "Whom do you belong to, littfe
girl ? What's your name ?'
' Katey,' sobbed the child.
I And who is your father, my dear ?'
' My father is Philip Hanson.'
I I know him,' said one of the men. ' He
lives at Douglas, just off the quay.'
'I know him too. I've bought goods at
his warehouse,' observed a lady ; for all the
passengers had pressed to the dinsion be-
tween the steerage and fore caum, to see the
\% katey's yoyage.
poor child, who looked so lost and bewildered,
and sobbed so bitterly.
' What shall I do with her ?' enquired the
captain, in dismay ; ' I have nowhere to take
her to till the vessel sails again.'
* Captain,' said the lady who had spoken
before, * will you trust her with me ? I will
take her to my house in Liverpool until the
return of the packet.'
'"What do you say, my dear,' asked the
captain, of the little girl; 'you see, I can't
put about and convey you home now, and
you will not be able to return till Friday.
Will you go with this kind lady p
Looking up through her tears, Katey met
the gaze of the pleasant motherly face that
smiled so kindly upon her. 'Yes,' she re-
plied softly, ' I will go.'
The lady drew her to her side, and began
to converse with her ; and the little girl had
soon acquainted her new friend with the his-
tory of her thoughtless flight from home, of
her repentance and misery. Then the lady
spoke very gently to her, and told her how
she. would tako her to visit her own little
children at i'beir home in Liverpool until she
eatey'b voyage. 15
could place her beneath the care of the good
captain to return to the Isle of Man.
After a while Katey became very sick, for
by this time the packet was out in the open
sea, quite out of sight of land ; and then, oh !
how she wished more than ever that she had
not been so silly as to leave her dear parents
and her pleasant home. But the kind lady,
whose name was Mrs. Stephens, took great
care of her, laying her down gently on a sofa
'n the saloon, and bathing her forehead with
eau de Cologne, until, at length, she fell into
a troubled sleep.
KAtEY ARRIYES IK LIVERPOOL.
What a bustle, what a hurrying of im-
mense waggons and huge drays, of coaches
and carriages, and people. Surely some un-
usual occurrence has drawn the crowd to-
gether ; the streets cannot always be so busy ?
Katey had never seen so many people in her
The coach rattles along, and comes into a
more quiet part of the town. At length
they reach Kodney Street: Katey's friend
KATEY S VOYAGE.
" points out the name, and tells her that they
will be at home immediately. The street
looks dull after the bustle they have passed
through ; but Katey is glad of the quietness,
for her little brain was beginning to turn.
The coachman draws up before a row of gen-
teel houses. Two rosy children come skip-
ping* down the steps of the door opposite
which the coach stopped. 'Mama! mama!'
they cry in the gladness of their hearts ; and
mama, having left the coachman and the lug-
gage to the care of the housemaid, tenderly
embraces her dear ones, and then introduces
Katey, still in her straw bonnet and pinafore,
and wofully tumbled and dirty after her sea
4 Xow, my dear/ said Mrs. Stephens to
Katey, when she had a little recovered her
recollection, 'you shall go upstairs with.
Sarah, the housemaid, and Emmaarid Grace
*hall go with you. Emma deaf,' you and.
Katey are nearly the same size. Do you
think we can select a set of your clean clothes
for her ? "While they are airing, Sarah will
help her to wash, and brush her hair, and
assist herio dress.'
> Emma was delighted with the task assigned
katey's voyage. 17
her, and the three children went off together.
How pleasant our little truant Manx girl
looked, when she came down again, clean and
rosy, with her hair nicely brushed, and one of
Emma's pretty gingham frocks on !
It was two days before the packet would
sail on its return to the Isle of Man. Mrs.
Stephens was extremely anxious to send a
letter to Katey's parents, for she knew how
miserable they must be; but there was no
other vessel sailing to the isle except that
which would take back Ivatey hersell, the
18 KATEY'S YOYAGE.
best comfort. So there was nothing for it but
patience ; and Katey endeavoured to amuse
herself with her new playmates, though not
without sending many a sorrowful thought
^across the sea to that dear home where fond
despiring hearts almost gave her up as dead.
EATEY S BETTJKN'.
Katey remained two whole days with her
friends, Mrs. Stephens, and Emma and Grace,
and on the third the packet was to sail. So
Mrs. Stephens ordered a coach, and she and
her two little daughters, with Katey, drove
down to the Clarence dock, where the Swal-
low, easily to be distinguished from the other
vessels by its tall red chimney, was prepar-
ing for the voyage. Then Katey was taken
on board, and the captain desired the stew-
ardess to pay her every attention.
How kind the good Liverpool lady had
been to her little visitor ! She had had her
clothes nicely washed, and the ribbons of her
bonnet smoothed, and had presented her with
a nice warm cloak and gloves, that Katey
Ki/TEY'S VOYAGE. 19
might return to her home like a respectable
little girl who had been paying a regular visit
to England, instead of looking like a silly little
child as she was, who had run away from her
home. Besides all this, Katey carried with
her a pretty basket filled to the brim with"
biscuits, apples, figs, and such other good
things, and having a tiny note at the bot-
tom of all, written by Mrs. Stephens her-
self to Katey' s parents, to explain what had
occurred, and also to say how much pleased
she should be if they would allow Katey to
visit her in the spring. »
The day i3 almost as warm as in summer ;
a gentle breeze just ruffles the surface of the
shining waters, and waves the brown curls of
our friend Katey, who is standing on the deck
of the Swallow, eagerly gazing in the direc-
tion where she expects to catch the first
glimpse of her native isle. She was sitting
on deck in the course of the afternoon, eat-
ing a biscuit, for she began to feel hungry,
when the captain tapped her on the shoul-
' Well, my little maid/ said he, kindly,
'would you like a peep at the shores of
lovely Manx f meaning the Isle of Maxx.
20 katey' s voyage.
1 Oh yes !' and Katey jumped and clapped
her hands ; ' Oh yes, sir. Are we near ? do
show me !'
The captain led her to the forepart of the
vessel, where he mounted her on a large cask.
'Do you see that cloud in the distance,
just on the edge of the waves ?'
Katey looked very hard, and at length dis-
cerned what indeed appeared only like a dim
haze, but which, the captain assured her, was
one of the precipitous hills of the Isle of
Man. There was no hunger after this ; she
could not eat a single mouthful, her little
heart was too full as she thought of the near
meeting with her beloved parents.
xatey's yoyage. 21
THE JOYFUL MEETING.
It is six o'clock in the evening ; the sun
is throwing his level rays across the white- "
washed houses, the glittering bay, and pic-
turesque rocks of Douglas. The quay is
crowded with people, who are waiting to wel-
come their friends and relatives, expected by
the Swallow. And now the good old packet
comes slowly in sight, seen first by the smoke
from her tall chimney. , Nearer and nearer
she draws ; the captain mounts the gangway
to issue his final orders ; the seamen are all
busy aiding her entrance into port. Kafcey,
her cheeks flushed with excitement, her heart
beating rapidly, is mounted on the cask
wondering if it be possible that her parents
guess where she has been, and are there to
meet her. 4ut no ! as the vessel passes
along the quay, friendly faces smile upon
their acquaintances on board, and hats are
waved and hands are held out, but no one
is waiting for poor little Katey. Yet, as she
continues to gaze, she sees one or two whom
she knows, after lifting up their hands and
eyes'wonderingly, break away and run as hard
as they can in the direction of her father's
house. And before the vessel quite stops,
she sees her dear papa, pale and agitated
waiting impatiently until he can pass on tfce
boat, and embrace his dear little girl once
* Your mother, my own darling, your poor
mother is very ill. Oh ! Katey how could you
grieve us so V
katey' s vovage. 23
Katey's father hurried her home. Her
mother had fainted quite away on learn-
ing from a breathless neighbour the joyful
news that her little girl, whom she almost be-
lieved to be drowned in the green waters of
the bay, and long since carried out by the re-
tiring waves to her grave in the wide ocean,
had returned safe ; so little Katey found her
poor despairing, and now too happy mother
lying, pale and exhausted, on the sofa. As
Katey came running in, she strove to rise
and meet her, and press her to her thankful
heart. But she was too weak with the mis-
ery of those three dreadful days ; and Katey
rushed to her embrace as she lay, and poured
forth all her sorrow, and repentance, and joy
at returning home, in one long gush of
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